The yellow bell in Su Yun's mind was still spinning as usual, and the geographical map in his mind was also constantly changing its position. Suddenly, he was refreshed and said in a deep voice: "Found it! Let's keep going!"
At this moment, there was a buzzing in his ears and a stabbing pain like a needle piercing his mind!
The buzzing sound lasted for a moment before disappearing, and this brief stinging pain had already made Su Yun's entire body covered in cold sweat, with his clothes soaked with sweat.
He opened his mouth, but couldn't hear his own voice!
There was just pure silence all around, no sound at all!
"The powerful aura coming from the Dragon Burial Mausoleum is oppressing our qi and blood. It first deprived us of our vision, and now it has deprived us of our hearing!"
Su Yun calmed down and said, "What will be deprived of us next is probably our sense of touch, taste, smell and perception. If the six senses are deprived..."
He bit his lip hard, and the blood in his mouth tasted fishy and sweet. The pain told him that his sense of taste, touch, smell and perception were still there.
"Brother Hua and the others felt someone touching the back of their heads. This is an illusion caused by the pressure of qi and blood on the sense of touch. It is not that some ghost is touching us in the dark!"
Su Yun took out the magic rope and quickly tied up the flower fox. He thought to himself, "My yellow bell is definitely correct. The sun hasn't set yet! We still have time to get out!"
The flower fox struggled for a while, and Su Yun gestured anxiously, and the flower fox gave up struggling.
Su Yun tied Qingqiuyue up again. Qingqiuyue did not struggle. She had lost her sense of touch and could not feel herself being tied up.
Without her sense of touch, hearing and vision, she was at the mercy of others.
"The reason why we have the illusion of being touched is that the breath gushing out from the Dragon Burial Tomb is pressing on our nerves and starting to block our sense of touch."
Su Yun also felt something touching him, and his sense of touch seemed to be getting more and more acute. However, this was just an illusion of touch, and his sense of touch was slowly fading away.
More cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He fumbled around and found something. He could barely recognize that it was Li Xiaofan.
He tied up Li Xiaofan, and at this time, he also lost his sense of touch.
"The fox is not fair!"
Su Yun opened his mouth and shouted, but heard no sound. He felt around but felt nothing!
"Qi and blood! Yes, I can still feel the uneven qi and blood!"
Su Yun tried his best to activate the transformation of the furnace, tried his best to stimulate his qi and blood, and tried to sense his surroundings with his heart. Finally, figures appeared in his "vision" in the darkness.
Su Yun found Hu Buping and reached out to grab him, but he couldn't feel whether he had caught Hu Buping.
He could only rely on his experience in tying people down and his sensitivity to qi and blood to tie up Hu Buping.
After doing all this, he tied the four fox demons behind his back and continued to move forward.
"I couldn't feel my legs anymore, I couldn't feel my hands, and the taste of blood in my mouth was getting less and less."
Su Yun licked the wound on his lip, but he could no longer find the place where he had bitten it.
His sense of taste and smell had been completely lost due to the oppression of his qi and blood.
Having lost his five senses, he felt like a corpse, walking in pure unknown.
He didn't even know whether he was going uphill or downhill, nor did he know whether he was already on the edge of a cliff, or whether he was walking into the mouth of a monster!
"I must get out of Dragon Burial Mausoleum before I lose consciousness. Otherwise, everything will be over if I lose consciousness."
Su Yun could no longer feel his own body, and his consciousness was slowly fading. He could only move his legs mechanically as the Huang Zhong rotated, following the geographical map in his mind, and continue forward until he returned to the cliff.
It was endless darkness. Only the yellow bell and geographical map in his mind were still lit. Only his sense of the breath of Huahu and other fox demons told him that they were still alive.
Su Yun continued to move forward. After an unknown amount of time, the energy and blood of Hua Hu and others in his mind disappeared.
His perception was becoming increasingly subtle.
Su Yun continued to move forward: "There is still time. It is not dark yet. No matter what the alien object is, it cannot come out while it is still daylight!"
With his last bit of will, he told his body to move forward. Although he could not feel his legs and feet, he believed that his body would continue to move forward under the control of this conscious will.
After a long time, Su Yun stopped. The yellow bell and geographical map in his mind told him that there was a cliff ahead!
He has walked out of the Dragon Burial Tomb!
"Why?"
Su Yun fell into panic, and his heart was completely overwhelmed by the huge fear. He seemed to have become the child who found himself locked in the small "house" again: "I walked out of the Dragon Burial Mausoleum, why did I still lose my five senses? Have I actually not moved at all? Am I still in the Dragon Burial Mausoleum?"
He almost collapsed, the last bit of will and consciousness supporting him was disintegrating.
At this moment, the qi and blood of Huahu and others appeared in his "vision".
Su Yun was stunned for a moment, then he felt the taste of blood in his mouth and felt the pain in his lips. His body was slowly regaining its senses and the pure tranquility in his ears gradually disappeared. He vaguely heard the sound of trumpets from the funeral in Niujiazhuang, which was the sound of "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix".
He felt the weight on his back, felt his legs and feet.
The fear in his heart turned into hot tears, gushing out of his eyes, and the warm tears wet his cheeks.
He stretched out his left foot tremblingly and tried forward, but there was nothing in front of him.
There was the cliff, exactly the same as the geographical map in his mind!
Su Yun stood on the edge of the cliff, his face full of tears, but he was laughing.
Huahu and others on his back were awakened by his laughter. Their six senses recovered, and they saw that Su Yun had tied them up tightly and was carrying them on the edge of a cliff, with an abyss below.
One more step forward and they would be smashed to pieces!
The four fox demons didn't dare to move.
Suddenly, Su Yun took a step forward and walked along the edge of the cliff abyss. Hua Hu and others were terrified, and Hu Buping even let out a shrill scream. This time no one blocked his mouth.
However, Su Yun's steps were always as steady as a rock, and he was always only one step away from the abyss.
Walking on the edge of an abyss is like walking on flat ground.
Unconsciously, his temperament became more stable.
He walked back and forth twice before stopping, putting down the four foxes on his back and untying the magic rope.
The four fox demons felt weak and achy, and lay on the edge of the cliff, gasping for breath.
The last rays of light from the setting sun shone down and fell on the boy's face, warming him and dispelling the chill of Dragon Burial Mausoleum.
It was getting dark and the sun was setting.
Night has arrived.
A melodious dragon roar was heard from the Dragon Burial Mausoleum. It was clear and long, and the sound seemed to contain a sense of loneliness that had lasted for many years, which made people feel sad.
The dragon's roar makes people feel as if they see a real dragon cruising alone in the starry sky, crossing a long and endless journey, traveling from one planet to another, looking for its mate.
Su Yun was about to throw out the immortal rope and leave this place, but when he heard the dragon's roar, he was slightly startled: "This sound... Second brother, is that the spirit of the dragon in the valley?"
Huahu stood up and looked into the valley. It was not yet dusk, and he saw a green dragon emitting a dim light flying in the air, slowly dancing around his tomb and shuttling between the woods.
The dragon spirit hummed as it flew, as if telling of the loneliness across the endless starry sky.
"It's that dragon ghost."
Huahu gritted his teeth and said, "It must be this thing that oppressed us so much that we lost our six senses and almost died in the Dragon Burial Mausoleum."
“That’s strange.”
Su Yun frowned, his face strange, and murmured: "If Long Ling is still in the valley, then the whole village is eating Jiao Shuao, who did he take away?"
The flower fox came to its senses, eyes wide open and mouth open.
The other three little foxes climbed up and saw horror in each other's eyes.
Yes, who did Jiao Shuao take away
The spirit of the divine dragon is still in the valley, wandering around its own corpse, so the rustling sound beside Jiao Shuao is definitely not the spirit of the dragon.
In this valley, besides the spirit of the dragon, there is only one other thing!
"The alien object that fell with the dragon!"
Hu Buping blurted out, shouting: "The whole village ate thinking that he took away Long Ling, but he didn't know that he took away that foreign object!"